Hey, I got into SF this evening and hightailed it to the Moscone Convention Center where J Allard and his PR posse were rehearsing tomorrow morning’s Keynote. It’s gonna be freaking awesome! Here are some words you’ll be hearing… at least ones I won’t get fired for repeating: ringtones, tattoos, soundtracks…
Please don’t fire me, J.
Check out some of the pictures… I’m waiting for room service to bring me my dinner because that loser Major Nelson wouldn’t take me to dinner. BTW, I have the handicapped room in the Palace hotel. The desk is so high up that I feel like a toddler at the Big People table.
Trixieland 